I used to just think of you and like a drug – love would fill my brain. Oh how we are always changing / dying.
It’s hard to say the future. It was all gold. Yesterday. How our minds pave our memories in joy.
I used to just think of you and like a drug – love would fill my brain. Oh how we are always changing / dying.
It’s hard to say the future. It was all gold. Yesterday. How our minds pave our memories in joy.
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